"What?!"

The shocked officer only felt a golden wind blowing in his ears, and then he saw an arrow in the air breaking through the clouds and rocks. He felt that the strong wind made the face hurt. The next moment, his arm holding the sword was as if he was hit hard, and he couldn't control it and then took off his weapon.

There was a clanging sound, but when the sword that was originally pointing at Justinian flew out and drew a graceful arc in the air, it immediately fell to the ground with a bang. All the guards guarding at the door were surprised. Although it was unexpected, the power of the arrow could be imagined. When I remembered that if this arrow was shot directly at me, the young nobleman who had pointed at Justinian fiercely, his face was pale and sweating profusely.

"Who!"

The Imperial Guards, who were scared by this scene, lost their temper now and did not have the slightest bit of majesty as before. They quickly looked for a place to hide, while looking at the direction where the bow and arrow were shooting.

At this time, a fully armed cavalry unit appeared in the sight of the crowd from the woods a hundred steps away from the city gate. It seemed that there were only about two or three hundred people. Although there were not many, when one of the Epirus appeared, everyone became nervous, including the soldiers guarding the city who were standing by and watching the show on the city wall.

"Look, this... shouldn't it be..."

The soldiers who gasped for air conditioning quickly called their companions to pick up their weapons and waited for the battle. Although they saw the flag behind each other from afar, they were still nervous.

This was a heavy armored cavalry they had never seen before. They were not only equipped with men and horses, but also equipped with excellent spears, bows, arrows and swords. Although the empire was prosperous, it once had an elite heavy cavalry unit, but as time went on, the national strength declined and gradually disappeared into the dust of history. Although during the reign of Emperor Manuel, a military reform of the Frankish military was recruited to recruit a permanent guard armored cavalry in the capital, unfortunately, it died due to the disastrous defeat of the Battle of Meleosephalon. In addition, the later political turmoil in the empire naturally did not appear in people's eyes.

The heavy cavalry units like the ones I saw at this moment should be extremely rare in the empire. Therefore, the soldiers of Epirus couldn't help but be alert, because the presence of heavy cavalry of this size means that it is very likely that an amazing army will be stationed nearby. This cannot be sure of what the identity of these people are. None of them dared to take it lightly before.

"Captain, what should we do?"

"Why are you still standing there and telling Lord Valence about the situation here? If there is any accident, we can't resist it in a hurry!"

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First, he looked at the horrified look of the group of people on the city wall and then at the helpless imperial guard nobles in front of him. Justinian couldn't help but show a sarcastic sneer on his face at this moment.

"Sir, we are late, which scares you." The sound coming from behind Justinian was Arslan. However, at this time, he did not wear the usual light chain mail and light gray battle robe, but replaced it with a heavy heavy cavalry armor. The main armor was a strong armor as a chest and abdomen protection, and was equipped with scale-type armor to protect his waist and hips and upper arms. The calf was wrapped in iron shin, and the same iron arm guard was wrapped on his forearm, and a pair of chain mail gloves. As for the Turkic leather hat on his head, he was not a Turkic cavalry helmet, but an orthodox Byzantine cavalry he could see that he was not an imperialist but a genuine Seljuk Turk. As for the horse armor he sat on was covered with thin iron sheets, it was covered from a distance and it made people feel imposing.

"You are so good, you can't be scared. This is an explanation for these people, right?" Justinian shrugged slightly and seemed careless about it. He turned his head and smiled at the young nobleman who pointed at him before, saying:

"Do you understand what I said to you before?"

"You...what do you want to do? I...my uncle is the commander of the imperial guards of the empire. If you dare to do anything to me, he will never let you go!" The harsh and weak officers did not have the courage they had before. They trembled and hoped that their uncle's name could shock Justinian. But his appearance made Justinian laugh.

"What are you doing? You didn't remember what I said to you just now! That's really a bit of a headache! Then let me repeat it to you again, this time I miss you will never forget it in your life." Justinian's voice suddenly became cold, and then the Damascus knife on Arslan's waist was pulled out of her sheath and held it in her hand by the young man.

This made the heart of the noble young man who had a glimmer of hope suddenly fall into an ice hole, but he still didn't believe that a border lord dared to touch him, "Don't bluff! You are just a border lord without a backer! The Genoese had told me your details before, and asked me to block you here, offend His Majesty the Emperor and Genoa's distinguished guests. What if you surrender to Prince Theodor? Don't think that relying on the few people behind you can scare me!"

"You said Genoa?" He suddenly stopped and his lips moved slightly. Before everyone could see clearly, Justinian, who had stepped forward for a step, sent his sharp long sword out directly to the throat of the young nobleman, and then he could let his blood sprinkle on the spot.

Even so, the young nobleman who was so scared that he was almost unstable and almost fell down. He looked desperately at the people around him with his eyes, hoping that the colleagues of the Imperial Guards next to him could come and help, but no one dared to come up. As for the ordinary soldiers in the city, they no longer dared to act rashly just by looking at the heavy cavalry under the city.

"You said Genoese, what's going on?" Justinian asked sternly, and the long sword in his hand was handed forward, and the tip of the knife directly hit the other party's neck completely defeated the young noble's psychological defense line.

"Yes... it was a Genoese young man who told me that he asked me to take a group of people to the city gate first to intercept you. He... He really doesn't care about my business, don't... don't kill me!" The young nobleman, who was so scared that he couldn't get up at all the courage, almost crying and begging for mercy, which made the other imperial guard officers look very ugly.

At this time, Justinian suddenly withdrew the knife in his hand and said calmly: "Is that right? It turns out that they still remember me. As expected, there were still some flaws that could not be hidden!"

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Chapter completed!